How Old?

Tomorrow I will be forty two. I'm not bothered about this particularly, but I had a rather salutary experience today. My car is in the garage for its MOT and service. This is bad enough because each of the previous two have cost over £600! Anyway, because of this I took the bus into town this morning. When I asked the driver how much he stared at me, clearly astonished, and said "Don't you have a pass?" There is only one conclusion to be reached here - HE THOUGHT THAT I WAS SIXTY! Or maybe even a bit older. When I looked in the mirror this morning I thought that I looked old and tired and worn but SIXTY!

( You know that feeling when you really, really hope something is going to happen but logically you know it never will?  )

that is how I feel about tomorrow.